I've been thinking lots about my life and how quick I'd wash it down the drain. Past tense, the future, nothing matters now. I act on my own and I'm to blame. Living's a wicked dream, where things turn out all wrong. We're all so weak, no matter how strong.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
2270 | 2012-01-20 23:07:17 | 84.16 | 98% |
1173 | 2011-10-19 15:12:38 | 68.25 | 91% |